(IC) A Hard Time in Harrowdale

[Myth and Legend]

Abrielle stepped forward and bowed in an official Evermeet manner, while smiling and measuring Elaria. "She looks experienced... And the weapons she wields are expensive. A powerful woman to be sure. But I am prettier than both her and Selua."

Abrielle did not boast with her looks, but as any woman, she enjoyed being more attractive than the others she met. "Greetings misstress Dawnhorn. My name is Abrielle Elaéyadar, a Bard and traveling Ministrel at your service. We come seeking an audience with you on behalf of this unfortunate Wizard from Calimshan, that has suffered a truly horrible fate on your town's very doorstep." Diplomacy: 4+8=12

 

[Scott DeWar]

"Uncle! he needs help! and he asked for the watch! I'll get the watch..."He says the last as he runs toward the tavern to aks where to find the watch post, unless he sees some standing around someshere....

 

[Arkhandus]

Niles replies "Head t' the middle o' town, and a little further south! It's a big log buildin' next to a bare stone one! Check both!" The older man looks around, and sees the dwarf approaching from the tavern. "You!" he points at the dwarf, ".....Storn! Find the temple o' Mystra and tell 'em we need a healer! Should be 'round the nor'east edge o' town!"

 

[Myth and Legend]

[sblock]OOC: Arkhandus can NPC Abby while I am gone (will be back on Monday). She will try to help people in distress or go out on adventure, the only thing is that most of her equipment is back in the tavern.[/sblock]

 

[Scott DeWar]

evanar heads to where uncle niles told him to go.

 

[Voda Vosa]

"I'm afraid thieves and killers ambushed my caravan my lady. They killed every one, including my dear mother, I was lucky to survive, wounded but alive. The bastards were dressing black clothes and were about 10. We stood no chance against them, and the city guards didn't pay much help, since I'm sure they saw us. They didn't aid me when I pass through the gates of town, bleeding and claiming help. Calisham won't be happy to see the commercial relationship with the dales, deteriorating quickly with bandits and incompetent or indifferent guards." The calishite stands firmly with his walking stick, his tunic still stained with his own blood.

 

[Walking Dad]

Storn moves to run to the temple, but stops after two steps.: "Wich way?" he shouts.

 

[Rhun]

Fayne moves closer to the scene, trying to get an idea of exactly what is going on.

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

Selua stands behind and a bit off to the side of the others, uncomfortable in the presence of the official elven woman. She says nothing, simply observing for the moment.

 

[Arkhandus]

West Gate Plaza

Niles sighs and points northeast for Storn.

Fayne sees the injured man on his knees, sobbing and wounded. And he sees an old man (Niles) trying to calm the guy down and look at his wounds, after pointing somewhere for a dwarf to run off to. Some other, younger human is running off south, and the caravan's pack-boys are trying to get the spilled iron ore back into its box, while whispering to each other about what the heck might be going on.

Gaoler's House
Constable Dawnhorn gives the young Calishite with a doubtful look, but responds "...I see. I doubt my guards are so lazy or easily frightened, but I'll check on the guards over there. What gate did you come in through?"

She looks to each of the other elves in the room, and asks "And you? Were you part of his group?", still looking and sounding doubtful.


Evanar has to search around for a minute or two after getting to the right part of Harrowdale Town, but eventually finds the pair of buildings Uncle Niles described. A loaded pack mule stands outside the smaller stone building, but there's nothing else of note around the two buildings right now.